Reborn Low-key Cultivation

Chapter 87 Song Huiyin

Cheng Xin found it a little funny when she saw Jiang Hao slowly eating steamed buns.

This guy really enjoys life.

At this time, Liu Chongxi slowly walked in from the back door with a freshly brewed tea cup.

"Why didn't you have dinner?"

Seeing Jiang Zong eating, he asked with a smile.

"I ate, but I wasn't full, so I asked Xie Bin to bring me two portions."

Jiang Yan explained with a smile that there was no such formality as a student would have when facing a teacher. It was like two old friends having a conversation, with no distinction between superior and subordinate.

"That Roujiamo restaurant at the school gate?"

Liu Chongxi asked. He sometimes buys the Roujiamo from that restaurant after get off work. The taste is indeed good.

"Yeah, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat after graduation, so I'll eat more now."

Jiang Zong showed emotion that high school students didn't have.

If other students said this, Liu Chongxi would definitely think that he was showing off, but when Jiang Zong said this, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and he couldn't explain why.

He felt that he and Jiang Zhi were not like students and teachers, but like good friends, and there was no barrier between them when they communicated.

He enjoyed the conversation very much and felt a different kind of respect, as if he was still very energetic and had a common topic with them.

Seeing the Chinese teacher and Jiang Zhi talking like close friends for many years, Xie Bin and the others stopped hiding and started eating boldly, occasionally interjecting and participating in the discussion between them.

Cheng Xin smiled slightly and admired it quietly.

She likes this about Jiang Zong. No matter who he faces, he can deal with them indifferently, as if he can treat him as an equal even if the King of Heaven comes.

The students in the front row turned around frequently when they saw the Chinese teacher chatting with Jiang Zhi who was eating. This broke their basic understanding for those who had just entered high school.

It turns out that students can still mingle with teachers and chat like good friends. It’s incredible.

Thinking like this, they suddenly felt that Jiang Zong was very capable.

The characteristic of immature high school students is that they will idolize someone for no reason because of something big, and they don't know why.

After chatting for about 5 minutes, Jiang Hao chewed his food slowly without any psychological burden.

This is a habit he developed in his previous life. Chewing slowly and slowly has great benefits for losing weight and nourishing the stomach. It doesn't matter when you are young, but you have to pay attention to it as you get older.

"I asked my friend, your jade dragon will be cast almost next week. If you are lucky, you can get it next week."

Liu Chongxi said something.

"That's a good feeling."

Jiang Ye looked happy, now that he had a sword in his hand, he could act cool again.

Liu Chongxi slowly walked up to the podium, and Cheng Xin took the opportunity to ask, "Do you know how to use a sword?"

"Slightly understand."

Jiang Hao showed a look that only he and he could understand.

Cheng Xin understood that he was probably also very good at swordsmanship.

"No, why is he so powerful at everything?"

Cheng Xin couldn't figure it out. Everyone was 16 years old. Why was he so good? Who could he ask to explain this.

Had her life been in vain all these years, she asked herself.

……

The evening self-study basically consisted of giving a lecture and memorizing the text in the rest of the time. Jiang Zong was the first to complete it as always, so the students were more or less immune to this.

"I feel that Jiang Zongyue will be the first in our class in the exam."

Dong Qian and her deskmate Su Lizhi were whispering.

Over the past few days, Jiang Zong's homework in all subjects was correct, and his performance in class was also the best. The teachers could not fault him and they all thought highly of him.

So much so that Wang Mingzhou began to look at him again.

He doesn't seem to be Huang Mao, Wang Mingzhou thought.

"Yes, he studies so well. Let's sit next to him in the monthly exam score seats when the time comes. Then we won't be afraid of questions that we won't be able to answer in the future!"

Su Lizhi showed a sweet smile, she had her own little thoughts.

Because this way she can have friendly interactions with Jiang Zhi in private.

Thinking of this, her face turned red inexplicably, her face was as white as pink, and she had a lot more vitality.Dong Qian looked at her increasingly rosy face and suddenly smiled evilly,
"Lizhi, what are you thinking about?"

Su Lizhi reacted and quickly pretended to be calm and coughed a few times to show her innocence, but her ears were pink.

……

Night, in the suite of Wudang Argyle International Hotel.

Song Huiyin lazily leaned on the soft sofa, crossed her legs, and picked up the goblet.

The red wine in the glass is aged in her wine cellar. The price on the market starts at six figures. The key is that the price is high but not available.

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, lights are bright everywhere.

The brilliant lights were like the city's gorgeous coat, reflecting on her beautiful face and reflecting the ambition in her eyes.

Song Huiyin shook the cup gently and took a sip.

She is elegant and beautiful.

If it hadn't been for Wudang Mountain, which made her interested and take a trip, she might never have set foot in such a third-tier town in her life.

But in the past few days, she had been immersed in the unforgettable scenes and had not forgotten them for a long time. Even now, she still felt lingering fear.

But so what?

The real light often appears after darkness. Although she is afraid, she is not afraid!

At this time, a woman walked over quietly and said expressionlessly: "It's done."

She was holding an expensive long black iron box in her hand, like a sword box. It looked quite big and heavy.

"Open."

Song Huiyin's tone was calm, but with an unquestionable tone.

A thick metallic sound vibrated, followed by a strong smell of blood.

Song Huiyin lowered her head and stared, and it turned out to be a pair of bloody adult arms that were still warm.

Seeing this, she showed a bloody smile, and the woman beside her shuddered.

"Go back."

The woman placed the iron box on the desk and stepped away respectfully.

Song Huiyin slowly stood up and walked to the window.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the woman was wearing blue silk pajamas, showing off her graceful figure to an unobstructed view.

She was seen with her hands behind her back, looking at the night sky with bright eyes, her temperament was lonely and cold, like a queen in the dark night.

"Are you satisfied with this certificate of nomination?"

She murmured to herself, her cold face devoid of any emotion.

What do people in the world want after running around and working hard?
Just survive.

So what if she was an upper-class person, they were just wasting their time for fun and enjoyment.

"Human lifespan will eventually come to an end. Even though technology has been slowly advancing, it can never stop the speed of human aging."

"You are all going in the wrong direction!"

She showed a cheerful smile. If nothing unexpected happens, she will be at the forefront of mankind to explore the ultimate secret.

She, Song Huiyin, wants to seek immortality and obtain the power of the gods, even if she has to pay great dangers and setbacks for it, she will do it!
She has always dominated everything, and is even more obsessed with this god-like power. Even if a moth flies into the flame, she will get it!
"Go into the mountains tomorrow."

Song Huiyin whispered softly, with an ever-changing cold face. Even though she knew there were tigers in the mountains, she still wanted to move forward.

Not only does she want to be the first to pick peaches, she also wants to be the only one to pick peaches!

Putting away her unruliness and unruliness, she sat back on the soft sofa and flipped through the book "The Story of the Tiger" that she had been reading these past few days.

This is a book published in 07, which introduces the classification, distribution, morphological characteristics, physiology, ecology and temperament of tigers.

She watched quietly, only occasionally lifting the hair from her ears.

At this time, she was as quiet as a virgin.

If someone who doesn't know her sees this, they will be fascinated by her temperament and regard her as a fairy.

Angels and devils, sometimes just in a thought.

(End of this chapter)